Many nights passed, but to me they weren’t any good nights, couldn’t sleep a flash. Stayed awake, staring into the space, like I was watching men walking on the moon. My mind disturbed and my heart in deep pain. I wondered how could the one I gave my heart to, tear it so bad, drop it so low without a wink in your eye, and crash it so bad, like ice crashed into a milk shake.
How I wanted to fall deeply asleep so bad, hoping that I would wake up out of this nightmare. But girlfriend, looks like I never received the memo, this is for real. Not a nightmare or Afro Cinema, but it is my real life more twisted than a nightmare or better still a Nigerian movie. It is My Real Life, playing before your very own eyes. Reality checks in!
Tired of explaining to trusted family and friends, seeking their opinion. Was getting tired of the sympathy and them saying how anyone could be so low!! Nothing or no one could give me the answer I was looking for, not even myself. Truth is, no amount of words could explain what had just happened. Not on the earth or in the heaven. None!
So I decided to change the script of my real life drama. I decided to remove myself from the equation; I decided to stop subscribing to the hurt, the drama and most of all, to you. In a moment of a minute, I decided that the script of my life deserve some, laughter from the deep wells of my belly, glitter in my eyes, sparkle on my gold plated teeth, fairly tale romance, holy ghost moments in the morning, praise and worship on Sundays, rhythm and blues as I sip my well brewed Kenyan tea before being taken into my dreamland. Yes, that and more..
You might be going through a hard moment of betray, trust broken and misused, Joy stolen from you. No peace of mind. The easiest path to choose is the path of despair, tears, revenge and seeking pity party.
But I challenge you to snap out of it! Choose to decide your destiny will be a happy one filled with joy, love and prosperity. I challenge you to rewrite the script of your Real Life Drama. Maybe you may have done that before, I encourage you to rewrite again and again and again. It is your damn life.
To crown it all, send this message to your betrayers: “Guess what, I decided to forgive you, I refuse to be your prisoner”
Yours Truly, S.A